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I am coming to terms with the fact that loving someone requires a leap of faith, and that a soft landing is never guaranteed.

Sarah Dessen

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Sarah Dessen
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: June 6
Novelist
Writer
Evanston
Illinois
Faith
Landing
Fact
Leap
Facts
Soft
Someone
Requires
Never
Loving
Terms
Coming
Term
Guaranteed

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